"There are times when a man can make no mistake, and this is one of them.

You shall hear the truth from me this afternoon, and when your days here have been spun out to their limit--your days of sybaritic idleness--you shall hear it again, only it will be too late.

You are fighting against Nature, Mannering.

You were born to rule, to be master over men.

You have that nameless gift of genius--power--the gift of swaying the minds and hearts of your fellow men.